Photo by NASA on Unsplash something always draws me to the page, sort of like a moth to a flame
tiny flickering of insight, ignites within, and we’re off on a whim
Yiruma’s,Sunset Bird playing on my headset, least I forget the inspiration that lives on…
in this beautiful worlds shedding
of blessings
all-around, which, we can see when we stay present, sound,
and grounded in the reality we know is there, even if, and when, we are unawares
it’s lovely to contemplate our existence on this planet spinning through space
round, and, round we go, where will we stop, nobody truly knows,
yet,
there is a knowing, for you and I, if we silently abide
in that which we feel on the loneliest of nights
chilled to the bone, with no hand to hold but our own
and, even then, my dear friends,
know, you are not alone, in this galaxy far from space,
as the human connection we share is anything but commonplace
each has their own gift to shed, and when exposed to the light, it is truly beyond compare, and, oh, so bright
there, there, then,
on those lonely nights, we all have them, fear, and fright,
abound,
yet what’s truly astounding, is the feeling I get when I’m connected within, and, to all my friends,
and, yes,
that’s you reading this before you’re off to bed
a lullaby for you instead
sleep well, my dear ones, and never forget, time is always there, and we are never, ever, second best, only ever truly blessed
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